Chapter 47: Die with Eyes Open
There are two doors in this room, one leading to my mother and father's room next door, and the other is the door for coming in.
At this moment she roared, and both doors opened at the same time.
Standing behind the door were familiar faces.
Bu Yue, Senior Sister, Suixing, Shunguang...
Compared to the joy of seeing them, their serious expressions at this moment have completely dispersed the few remaining joys.
And Dad.
Before Jiaoran could call him "Dad", he saw him walking towards him.
Jiaoran didn't move, but her tears were already falling in grievance, and her mouth was pursed, as if she had suffered a great loss when she was a child and came back to complain to him.
But this time, he didn't coax her.
"Hand over 'Takayama Shou'!" he said.
"Father, you also believe his lies and think that I stole the secret book?"
"Stop talking nonsense and hand it over so you can live."
Jiaoran smiled with tears in his eyes, "Father wants to kill me?"
"Huiyingmen does not tolerate traitors. Considering that you... you were raised by us since you were a baby, if you surrender obediently, we will... let you leave safely."
Jiaoran couldn't explain herself even if she had a lot of words. She was too young and didn't understand the real world of martial arts.
The person who wronged her knew better than anyone else that she was innocent.
Bu Yue leaned against the wall, slanted his shoulders and looked blankly, not saying a word, just watching the show.
It’s just that she was so stupid that she actually came to me on her own initiative.
Father took a step and flew up, attacking her with his left palm. How could Jiaoran fight him? She had no choice but to block it.
Only when she got closer did she hear her father's words, "Good girl, let daddy see what you have accomplished in the past few years."
Jiaoran suspected that she had misheard. How come the person who had just asked her to hand over the secret book with a cold face turned into her old father again when they got close to each other?
The two men started fighting, their offense and defense were evenly matched. Everyone watched with bated breath, all stunned.
Jiaoran was actually able to take on so many moves from the master.
"There are archers outside the inn. You can't escape. Dad will help you hold Mu Jin hostage."
"What?!"
The two men attacked Mu Jin all the way and gradually approached him. Jiaoran was led by Sect Master Yi to Mu Jin's side.
At that moment, he was about to grab Mu Jin's shoulders, but as expected, Zhou Zhi quickly saw through their plan.
She rushed forward, grabbed Master Yi's wrist in mid-air, and started fighting with him.
"Catch Jiaoran!" Zhou Zhi shouted to his disciples.
Jiao Ran arrived faster than them and grabbed Mu Jin's throat. "Stop it!"
He just stood there motionless, as if frightened, without moving an inch.
In Jiaoran's hand, his pulse was beating rapidly. As long as she wanted, she could take revenge at this moment, but it depended on the situation. If she killed him, she would have no chance of escape unless she could guarantee that she could defeat Huiyingmen alone.
"Mother, what are you doing?"
She held the sword across the neck of the Sect Leader, "You can kill Mu Jin, but I promise I will kill your father faster than you can."
Jiaoran suspected there was something wrong with her ears. Was she crazy? Was she going to kill her husband, with whom she had slept for many years?
"Mother, please don't tease me. I don't know what tricks you are playing on me, but I know you won't joke with Father."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Zhi swung her sword and cut off her husband's arm, and blood spurted out.
Blood gushed out like a fountain and a severed arm fell to the ground.
My father was wearing a light yellow coat. In the blink of an eye, blood stained the clothes on his shoulders.
"Dad!!!" Jiaoran's face was covered with blood.
Everyone in the door was speechless. No one had expected the situation to develop to this point.
Jiaoran was stunned, blood seeped into her eyes, tears and blood mixed together, and suddenly her eyes were bright red, all of it was her father's blood.
"Don't worry about me, just take him away!" Sect Leader Yi uttered a few words with difficulty.
Jiaoran stopped attacking, "Mother, what's wrong with you? He is my father!"
My eyes were blurred with tears and I almost lost all my strength.
Mu Jin leaned back slightly to support her falling body and held her shoulders, but he couldn't say a word of comfort.
Jiaoran's heart was torn. If the time a few years ago when she was almost killed in the dungeon by Mu Jin had left her with endless fear, this scene now completely became her nightmare for years, even decades to come.
Daddy's knees were shaking, and his broken arm was still dripping with blood, but he just said, "Go, go..."
She didn't know how it turned out like this, she didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to come back, and how many lies did her mother believe to make her so heartless to her? Could it be that a secret book was more important than the mother-daughter relationship they had had for more than a decade?
At this point, the family ties she believed in so deeply had begun to shatter.
"Mu Jin can't go with you. If you take him away, your father will die today." Zhou Zhi said coldly.
Jiaoran had never heard A'niang say such cruel words. For a secret book, she even spared no one but her bedmate.
"Have you ever treated me as your daughter all these years?"
"If not, you wouldn't be standing here questioning me right now."
"what would you like?"
Zhou Zhi pointed at Mu Jin, "Him."
Jiaoran laughed at himself, "Didn't my mother ask for 'High Mountain Longevity' just now?"
"I want him too."
Jiao Ran stopped struggling and said, "I will release Mu Jin, and you will send someone to rescue my father immediately."
"Okay, deal."
Jiaoran had no doubts, put down her hand, and pushed Mu Jin back to her side.
Hearing this, Mu Jin sighed softly.
She hurried back to her father to check on his injuries.
Zhou Zhi said, "Kill her."
No disciple in the sect wants to be the first.
Zhuxing even retreated outside the door and hid behind everyone, as if this way she would not have to face anything.
Bu Yue walked out with a swagger, "Alright, little junior sister, today is the day you die."
Sect Leader Yi struggled desperately and broke one of his arms. He took a few steps forward with difficulty, picked up the sword with his good hand, and was about to walk towards Jiaoran and stand with her.
Yet he hadn't turned around yet.
A cold light flashed, and the sword pierced through the chest. A few drops of still warm blood hung on the sword that was flashing with cold light.
Sect Leader Yi lowered his head to look at the sword that pierced his chest from behind, and then just glanced at it. Then he turned to Jiaoran and smiled slightly, the same smile he gave her when he held her in his arms for a walk when they were little.
Things are irreversible only at this point.
Everyone in Huiying Sect was shocked, but no one could shout out loud to avenge their leader.
Over the years, the official leader of Huiying Sect was Yi Bingfeng, but in reality, everything was handled by Zhou Zhi. It would be more accurate to say that Zhou Zhi was the leader rather than Yi Bingfeng.
Yi Bingfeng fell to the ground. Although he tried to struggle to get up, he had one arm broken and was stabbed in the back.
All that's left behind is regret.
He tried his best to raise his head and take a last look at Jiaoran, but it was in vain.
His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open, as if he was unwilling to give up.
Jiaoran stood there as if his feet had taken root, with his mouth slightly open.
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